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Chapter 91
Stella squirmed in Tristan’s arms, muttering, “No… I don’t want to…”
Tristan warned coldly, “Stella, don’t make me repeat myself.”
Stella puckered her lips. It looked like she was about to burst into tears again. She couldn’t help but think both Genevieve and Tristan were bad people. All they ever did was bully her!
“I’ll do it,” Genevieve stated, unable to watch anymore.
She grabbed the glass from Tristan’s hand and picked up a small, unopened piece of chocolate from the nightstand. After peeling the wrapper, she brought it to Stella’s lips, deliberately softening her tone.
She said, “If you take the medicine, this is yours.”
Stella’s gaze darted back and forth between the medicine and the chocolate.
Genevieve coaxed, “Finish it, and the whole piece is yours.”
In the end, Stella surrendered. With a frown, she held her breath. With Genevieve’s help, she gulped the medicine in a few loud swallows. The moment she was done, Genevieve popped the chocolate into her mouth.
The sweetness instantly washed away the bitterness. She smacked her lips a few times and finally quieted down.
Tristan watched Stella settle back against his chest before glancing at Genevieve beside him with a complicated gaze. He loosened his hold, but Stella instinctively grabbed the hem of his shirt. She mumbled, “Tristan, don’t go…”
Upon hearing that, Tristan froze. It was the first time Stella had ever addressed him like that—and he had even scared her just now. His heart softened; she was his his half–sister, after all.
Genevieve got up and said, “You take the first half of the night. I’ll take the second.”
Tristan hummed in response. Then, Genevieve turned and walked out of the room, quietly closing the door behind her.
Tristan sat on the chair by the bed. He watched as Stella’s breathing gradually evened out. He had never imagined that his life would include caring for a sick child, let alone doing it in such unspoken coordination with another woman.
He pulled out his phone and sent Liam a message. “Cancel all meetings for tomorrow morning.”
At 4:00 am, Genevieve pushed the door open and saw that Tristan was still in the same position as before. He seemed lonely under the dim light.
She said, “Get some sleep. I’ll take over.”
He raised his head, still looking alert. “No need. You should rest.‘
She pressed, “No, you should rest. Otherwise, people might start saying I’m bullying you.”
Tristan fell silent for a moment. Surprisingly, he didn’t argue. When he got up and brushed past Genevieve, he murmured,‘ Thank you.”
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She replied, “Thank you too.”
During the second half of the night, Stella’s fever continued to come and go. Genevieve kept replacing the towel on Stella’s forehead. She also used warm water to wipe Stella’s palms and soles, trying to bring the fever down.
Though Stella was a little troublemaker, she truly looked like an angel when she was asleep. She had long lashes and fair skin. Zachary and Tristan were good–looking, so naturally, she had inherited the best of genes.
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A faint light crept in through the window. At last, the medicine fully took effect. Stella’s temperature dropped, and her breathing grew steady. It was only then that Genevieve finally relaxed. She leaned against the edge of the bed and rested her head on her arm, drifting into a deep sleep.
Sometime later, the door was pushed open. The moment Tristan walked in, he saw Genevieve sleeping by the bed. The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains and bathed her in a warm, golden glow.
As she slept, her sharpness faded away. Her expression was relaxed and peaceful. She looked like a beautiful oil painting frozen in time.
Without realizing it, Tristan slowed his steps until they were almost soundless. He stopped beside the bed, keeping his eyes
on Genevieve.
The apartment’s temperature was regulated, but the difference between night and day was noticeable. Yet, Genevieve was only wearing a thin set of loungewear.
With a frown, Tristan took off his cashmere coat and gently draped it over her shoulders without hesitation. Then, he stood there silently, his gaze tracing her sleeping face, almost greedily.
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